Today, for the first time, I noticed the deepness of his voice.
Today, I questioned him the wrong way. I’m always not trusting the ones who should be trusted.
Today, I put the first scar on his heart with him finding out I was stalking my ex on FB. (He’s been blocked for a month now but he was going through my FB activity…)
Right before that, he gave me a gift with a new blouse, sandals, and an appointment with a hair stylist and manicurist.
I don’t know you, guys… I didn’t see the twinkle in his eye when he left right now.
I feel horrible.
Life is pretty good.
Worst part of it is being stuck inside 8 hours a day until ten pm… Which isn’t that bad when you think about it.
Oh and my weight. :) my beard doesn’t bother me so much anymore, except
There is so much drama in my family over a fucking Christmas party, my engagement, and my graduation.
Christmas 2011 was the first year that my mom had a boyfriend after fifteen years.
My engagement party was thrown by and paid for by Joseph, who didn’t even know my cousin existed.
And graduation, everyone was invited, menudo was by word of mouth.